Seeing that Ye Jiu was only looking at the Princess Consort but not speaking, the Prince actually felt uneasy.
These two people, one was his wife of many years, and the other, although not related to him, somehow felt inexplicably close to him.
He wanted neither of them to be hurt, but now, one was unconscious, and he had forced the other to come here.
Although Ye Jiu was already standing there, the Prince’s mood was not as good as he had imagined. Instead, a complex emotion entwined around his heart, making him deeply uneasy.
Having lived for nearly twenty to thirty years, it was the first time the Prince had experienced such complex emotions.
But looking at the Princess Consort, who was still unconscious and restless in bed, all of the Prince’s thoughts were suppressed, leaving only constant worry.
"Ye Jiu," the Prince said, his face full of concern, "I know the Liu Family has done something that angered you, but now that the Princess Consort is in a coma, if you truly have a way, could you save her, please?"
Ye Jiu nodded in agreement, though her tone was not certain, "I can only try, but I cannot guarantee whether the Princess Consort will awaken."
"Alright, alright, just do your best. If it doesn’t work out, I won’t blame you." After all, even Master Ling Yuan, that old monk, couldn’t do anything, so what could Ye Jiu, a mere girl, possibly do!
The reason he had called Ye Jiu over was merely because he was clinging to a last bit of hope.
Now, with the Princess Consort still in a coma, as her husband, he couldn’t just indulge in his own pleasures and do nothing, could he?
After receiving the Prince’s assurance, Ye Jiu tugged at the corner of her mouth, "The Prince said that a master claimed I could save the Princess Consort. Did the master say how I should do it to awaken her?"
"He only mentioned that you are a person of great fortune and will definitely have a way to awaken the Princess Consort, but he didn’t specify." After he had asked the nanny inside the house, the old monk had already run off.
At that moment, the Prince deeply regretted not having asked more questions.
The Prince was also struggling internally.
A moment later, he finally came up with a rather bad idea, "Ye Jiu, since you are a fortunate person, why not stay close to the Princess Consort and let her benefit from your good fortune?"
The suggestion sounded rather foolish, but the Prince had racked his brain and could think of no better plan.
If it were someone else in Ye Jiu’s place, they would have already been subjected to torture, forced to reveal a method to save the Princess Consort. But now, with Ye Jiu here, his heart subconsciously rejected that approach.
Ye Jiu looked at the Prince earnestly until his old face turned red, then she finally lifted her legs and sat on the edge of the bed where the Princess Consort was sleeping.
Looking at the woman sleeping in front of her, the woman she had hated and resented for ten years, Ye Jiu realized upon seeing her that her hatred was not as intense as she had imagined.
Especially during those ten years while the poison remained uncured, she had believed that if she ever met this woman, she would surely hate her enough to kill her to settle her hatred.
But in reality, now that she had seen her, she had no desire to kill her at all.
Perhaps, time really is the best medicine for healing wounds. After so many years, in her heart, this woman was no longer a mother or an enemy.
She was merely an unimportant person.